Snow was the most beautiful thing Amitola had ever seen. It fell so gracefully and drizzled her skin like a cold whisper.

Deandre gazed at her like she was the stars, and he was a mere astronomer, searching her face for the constellations, admiring the beauty that was there

Christmas was definitely the best thing ever, even better than pizza. But instead of all her favorite toppings, Amitola was surrounded by all her favorite people.

Just like you fell on me, I fell for you, and the sensation of the fall happened so fast but in a beautiful way.

Even when battered and broken, he was beautiful. Yes, a guy could be beautiful. Especially if that guy was Deandre.

Life wasn't about doubt, because if it was, we'd never get anything done.

You really have a bad habit of falling, " he remarked.Falling for you, Amarissa thought.

Fear will hunt you down right to the very depth of your soul

One of the oddest things about being grown-up was looking back at something you thought you knew and finding out the truth of it was completely different from what you had always believed.

Happiness is a thing to be practiced, like the violin.

Excessive dealings with tyrants are not good for the security of free states.

I try not to always use self-check-out and things like that!

I met Robert Crumb in 1962; he lived in Cleveland for a while. I took a look at his stuff. Crumb was doing stuff beyond what other writers and artists were doing. It was a step beyond Mad.

There is no Sixth Commandment in art. The poet is entitled to lay his hands on whatever material he finds necessary for his work.

Learn to love yourself and all that other stuff will not matter

Simple, not easy. There's a difference.

Personal matters aren't really any of my business. I don't care who is sleeping with whom for example unless it is somehow affecting an individual's performance in the public arena.